We walked around the park today, watching geese fly, honk, and land two by two, probably mating for spring. Most of the time we walked in silence. We were passed by a pug, rottie, spaniel, retriever, beagle, daschund, dalmatian, all focused and quiet. I did not see my heron in the lake. We did see a thin river, shallow with a thick sandbar. The ground was brown and dirt, no sign of green buds, no sign of new growth. Even the squirrel nests have crumbled away. Our quick pace felt good on my weak legs, made my heart beat hard.